With Mount Shasta in sight and with the cool temperatures of the early morning hours, we followed our course towards Burney Falls State Park.
Massive lava flows spanned the entire valley floor.
The refuge of Baum Lake cooled the touch of the red skin as Stacey swam with the White Pelicans.
Burney Falls was a natural wonder in that a quarter mile up stream there was absolutely no water in the creek bed. If you look closely at the water fall, at least a quarter of the water being released from the earth is springing out directly from the sedimentary layers. All the water that you see comes from an underground river that makes its way to the surface in this region. It dumps 200 million gallons of water a day, which amazingly includes California's dry summer months.
We took a full days rest in the town of Burney which coincided with Stacey's Birthday. A nice couple who knew the unique look of us vagabonds on a mission went out of their way to take us back up to Burney Falls.
We crossed over Lake Brittons's Dam which we were later told had fires raging along its shores.
"By the Book", above, shows off the PCT Hiker tan. With temperatures broiling, Rock Creek became a hiker haven with over 8 of us taking the plunge.
With our largest convey yet, we hiked together till nightfall where a friendly fire bonded us all together.
Mount Shasta became luminous and accented by flowers such as Fireweed.
Open views like this were actually not too common, since most of the mileage in this section was witnessed in the depths of the dense forests.
It seemed as if people were hiking more together in this section as a larger group to sustain and uplift the collective energy. The heat was taking a lot out of the average thru hiker. This area was a burn out zone for some. Injuries were beginning to flare up. Many seemed to be getting deep blisters, especially around the heals of their souls, and the skin of our feet was already very heavily calloused. After having spent, day in and day out, feeding on scenic views such as these, one had to often pay more attention to their inner worlds of unprocessed thoughts and feelings while in the forest canopies. Therefore, people began to wind down physically, and wind up emotionally or mentally. Many occupied themselves with the stimulus of other hikers to avoid draining their personal batteries.